'yet people—good heavens—a year's turn does not change them any, a decade's ending does not change them any, twenty-five, fifty, the use of a hundred or a thousand years—nothing—the same—time does not change them any, and they—well—just as one might expect, they will worship anything that sparkles, take fright at any shadow, sin out of witlessness and love of pleasure, from shame of sloth start into violence against the innocent—oh, there's no end—no need to tell you that—no end, no end.'
-- william h. gass, omensetter's luck
-- michelle tea, the chelsea whistle
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